Marks on paper are free - free speech - press - pictures all go together I suppose.
There's something about black. You feel hidden away in it.
It seems to be my mission in life to wait on a dog.
If you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for a moment.
Singing has always seemed to me the most perfect means of expression.
I have already settled it for myself so flattery and criticism go down the same drain and I am quite free.